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Jane was so confused. SHEILD didn't exist. She had called Darcy and told her to not meet them, but they had already come to pick Darcy up from the airport. A day later, after multiple missed calls, Darcy finally answered Jane's call and reassured her that SHIELD did exist and that Darcy was going to be very busy. Jane knew something was wrong when the call only last 2 minutes. And then Darcy seemed to have her phone turned off. Something was definitely wrong.

Weeks passed. Jane had adopted her previous routine, which was really all work now. But now more than ever, she found herself doing laundry every day to keep herself busy. TV reminded her of Darcy and going to Lola's had no point, not when all she thought she needed was pop tarts.

But the biggest issue of Jane's was really that she missed Darcy very much. Being alone was no longer fun. But Jane didn't want to admit that. I should grateful for the opportunities, she told herself, when did I become so ungracious? C'mon Jane, suck it up. You're living you're dream remember?

It was midnight. Jane hadn't bothered going to town unless it was to restock her pop tart stash, or, as Darcy would say, get some "real food". Jane smiled thinking of Darcy. The town was asleep. Going for a run made her uncomfortable now, she didn't want to be alone.

But she was. Sighing, she sat near the telescope, staring at the sky. Star-gazing had always been more than a hobby for Jane. It was what made her feel at home. But today was a cloudy night, a storm was forming. She watched the clouds swirl, ripples of color swirling the sky. Was witnessing an aurora? No, this looks so much prettier, she thought, as if it were possible.

But it was. She was looking at it. There was lightning in the sky, but she heard no thunder. What was going on? The sky was dangerously buzzing with energy. Suddenly, all of Jane's equipment went haywire and her lights flickered. Her hands grabbed the armrests of her chair as she tried her best not to freak out. A couple windows opened themselves and Jane found her hair being blown from all directions, she had no idea what force was causing all this. Today wasn't supposed to be a rainy day. She shuddered now fearful, trying to get up. Then she heard it.

There was an earsplitting crash, and all Jane saw was a striking white light in which she tumbled to the ground and everything went black.

The next morning, Jane's lab was a mess. Well, it was a rather tidy mess, but her books had fallen on the ground, along with other things. Jane found herself lying on the floor. Groaning, she got up and looked around her home. The after effects of the storm were noticeable. She looked outside and everything seemed alright, except for the rain which Jane found soothing, but also gloomy as if someone had died and she was at a funeral. Nostalgia hit Jane like a brick and she settled back in her chair and looked out her window, her telescope still in her hand.

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Loki was sure he was dead. After the jump off the bifrost, he remembered seeing nothing except for color. But he felt too peaceful to realize that he was still living. For weeks he had been in the sky dropping, but the feeling of falling, which for most people is rather frightening, made him feel nothing but hope, as if something was about to happen. Then he remembered seeing spheres of all kind and rocks, were they rocks? Yes, the largest rocks Loki had ever seen. They crashed into him; or rather he did into them, only to go straight through them. Then he remembered a fire. His fall picked up speed and he screamed until the fire engulfed him and he burned until he knew no more.

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Jane was done scrubbing the floor and reordering all her knick-knacks. All the books were re-shelved and dusted, not a speck of dust was present in Jane's house. She retired to her room to change. She opened her closet and found a navy blouse with little birds on it. She picked out a black skirts and tights. She stood in front of her vanity, something she hadn't done in a while and brushed her caramel locks. She stared and studied her narrow features. Jane had never paid much to how she looked and now looking at herself in the pretty blouse with her hair down for once…she felt…pretty. Shaking her head at her vain thoughts, but smiled at herself and applied a dab of chap stick. It was still raining harshly, but according to her readings, the sun would be back by the afternoon. But looking out, Jane began to doubt herself. It was all so odd.

Her room was in the back corner of her lab and faced away from the town, and the large window in her room showed a desert field. It was empty and made Jane uneasy. It had no plant or animal, it was clear and completely void of life. But looking out, today she saw something dark. A black figure. At first Jane thought it was an animal. But why wasn't it moving? Was this a desert animal? Could it survive the rain? All these questions crossed her mind. No, the creature was perfectly still. Had it died?

Oh no, Jane thought, and she ran out her home grabbing her umbrella and boots. As she rushed towards the creature, she squinted her eyes in the rain and slowed down as she realized it wasn't some helpless desert animal, it's a person!

Jane stopped in alarm and stood there. Slowly she inched towards the body, one step at a time.

As she neared, she stiffened, genuinely afraid. Jane had no street smarts. Should she have contacted the police first? But in this remote town, there was one sheriff who Jane had encountered already and she wouldn't be surprised if he, at 9am was sound asleep. Shaking she stood over the body and realized it was an unconscious man, currently harmless. Currently being the key word here. She bent down to cover his face with her umbrella. He was wearing a strange outfit, a leather type armor thing. She tentatively poked his side with her foot and sprung back, just in case he awoke and launched to bite her. Chastising herself for removing the umbrella cause rain was now slamming into his face. Maybe he's a nice man. Maybe he has kids and a family, or maybe he works for Disney. I bet his family is looking for him. Poor guy, probably got pneumonia, her compassionate thoughts inclined her to reach towards the man and she tugged on an arm only to realize there was no way her petite frame could support his weight, especially with all the wet armor he was sporting. A drunk Darcy was one thing, an armored 6 foot stranger of a giant some was entirely different.

It was still raining but Jane didn't want to leave the guy alone. She knelt on her knees, ignoring the wetness on the ground, seeping through her tights and studied his feature while covering his torso with her oversized umbrella. Minutes passed, but Jane couldn't get herself to leave at all. She needed to make sure he was ok.

As she stared at him, she noticed that he had a frown on his face, no, it was more of a pout. A hint of sadness clouded his features and Jane's heart ached for the mysterious man. How did he get here? He must be lost, maybe he got lost in the storm last night. He was probably afraid and then passed out.

A little while later, the rain's consistency had not changed. Jane didn't know what to expect but she was hoping something would happen so she could do some sort of action. But the man wasn't getting up. She leaned in to hear him breathing, but heard nothing.

"Do me a favor," she told the unconscious man, "and don't be dead."

She sought out his wrist so she could feel his pulse and just as she touched his cold hand, electricity rushed through her veins and she sat up in shock. The man's eyes flew open and he gasped for air, as though he was out of breath. The man blinked once and the rain immediately stopped, the clouds took seconds to separate themselves in now the clear-blue sky. The sun shone bright on Jane and she dropped her umbrella, completely flabbergasted.

"What. Just. Happened." Jane looked around in amazement, her clothes already dried by the sun's glare.

Loki coughed and choked on some liquid that seemed to be stuck on his throat and when Jane noticed, she scooted him to his side, and the water came rushing out his mouth. He groaned when he breathed in some of the desert sand and quickly moved up to rest his head on Jane's lap, his eyes closing.

Jane remained perfectly still, unsure what to do. She could feel the stranger's breath blowing on her stomach now, the blouse had ridden up slightly. She couldn't move.

Loki's breath eventually adopted a steadier and calmer pace. After a moment, Jane realized that the man on her lap was in fact sound asleep. She looked at his features now and he looked a lot more peaceful, the magically disappearing gloomy overcast seemed to have taken his sadness away too.

Jane relaxed and hesitantly shifted as she settled on the sand, blocking now the harsh sun from the man's face as he slept peacefully under her shadow.

AN: Well there you go! They've finally met…well sort of. Thank you so very much for reading. This morning I checked to find over a 1000 views for this story and it really encourages me, you have no idea. I had a busy day so I'm glad I could get two chapters in. So, yeah, thanks for checking this out, I'll check in tomorrow with the new stuff. Stay tuned! Please review, I'd love to know what you think of the story so far. Have a great day/night!